Well apparently the man hadn't learned his lesson yet. "Fine, keep messing with her so I can laugh the next time you have to see me because she got you again." Oh yeah, she would be laughing.

And there he goes getting all defensive again. "Fine, you don't sweat and you do use moisturizer, she said as she tried not to roll her eyes at him. "Yeah, something stronger might work.". Then again it might not work. She wouldn't tell him that just yet though.

"You're welcome," she responded, then he started to scratch again. "Now drink that potion so you stop itching." Was she going to have to treat him like a little kid and pour it down his throat?